Long Beach Travels

I had no plans yesterday. My plan was to do nothing. Maybe catch up on "Kourtney & Kim take New York", a bacon, egg & cheese on english muffin, and my now favorite Bacardi Mixers Raspberry flavor 12pack. I get some goodies and begin my day of nothing. Totally engaged by Kourtney's inability to see that Scott is changing, and he wants to be the good guy she's been bitching to him about. This show is like visual crack for me. I'm drinking my mixer, nice & refreshing and I'm starting to get a buzz. I check the ol' facebook, hit up my friend to come join my festivities and wait to see the previews of the next Kardashian adventure.

My friend comes by, we relax with some herbal help, and she tells me to come out to Long Beach with her for a house party. I usually would take a day to think this over, but I jumped on the opportunity to possible get wasted on the beach around a group full of surfer dudes and bettys. I throw on my favorite pair of 7jeans knock-offs, a cute tank & thermal, & my all-stars. Make up is flawless & hair is just dreamy. My brother, the coolest guy I know, and its almost sad to say that since he is only 17, drops us off at the LIRR graciously, but not without running over my foot with the car. I scream in terror, and think my toes are all mashed versions of their former selves. But I'm ok, I hop over to the train & begin my LI adventure.

I have always enjoyed long train rides. There's something about the train that makes me feel classy and rich. I decide to pretend I'm on my way to my weekend house on the beach and when I get there, dinner will be made & my room will be ready thanks to my lovely maid Martha. Snap back to reality, we arrive to Oceanside. My friend lives in a very beautiful area, the houses are big & it reminds me of the place I'd like to live & raise a family in. And I'm thinking of all that happened and how I may have lost my chance to ever have that, I'm spinning into sadness. But not tonight. Tonight, we party.

We go eat at a very cute sushi restaurant, where I am introduced to my new best friend, Sake Bombs. I did 4 sake bombs. It doesn't sound like much, but I will tell you, & excuse my language, that shit will fuck you up. But it was a good fuck me up. I have a nice buzz, I'm having a good time. Then suddenly, Douchebag 1& 2 walk in with their "ladies". The guys looked like wall street rejects, and the women looked like they were made in a factory. These people should have been hanging out with Charlie Sheen last night. They start a conversation about Xanax. They should have just asked me for some. This is when we exit.

We get to the party, and its cool. The house is ridiculous and very easy to get lost in. We walk up to the room where everyone is hanging, and we start off with cotton candy vodka shots. I have a Jamaican rum & coke. I am hanging, and out and feeling good. We have to leave because my friend has allergies and the dog is making it hard for her to breathe. I grab my stuff & my drink, she gets the vodka & chaser. We head to the beach which is 10 steps away. I am high on the moment and loving this so much. We walk up the boardwalk, on to the sand, and there I feel the endless sea. The wind is blowing hard, the waves are crashing on the sand like an angry punch. We sit down on the cold sand, we place our drinks around us & look out at the ocean. There are ships with bright lights, there is a city shining. The stars are bright and looking down on us as though they are just watching. I am having a total Zen moment.

We hit the pipe, we laugh, and listen to some classic Salt & Peppa. I can almost taste the salt in the air. And the waves are tempting me to go to them and wash away all the negative that has been bringing me down. Because right now everything is perfect. The world, the wind, the sea, the air. I am finally feeling alive. It was, and probably will be, one of the best moments of my life. I felt clear, and limitless, and there was some form of love around me. I finished my drink, brushed off the sand from my clothes, and said goodbye to the beach. And I promised myself this would not be the last time I come here.

Its been a hard time. But last night I had the best time, and that cancels out all the negative things thus far.